Your Mand'alor beckons (Page 11 of 16)

"How does he know  what we say?"

:He turned to one of the droids, the one runnign comm.:

"Run protocol statcom.  No transmissions into or out of the ship accept through tightbeam."

:He pushed the intercom button.:

"If you're human, get to the bridge now.  WE need to figure a few things out."

:The HK-51s in the nav node on the bridge were already tracking the now stationary bugs, and discarded the data.  A stationary bug in empty space meant detection, and useless data.  They set a course for where the bugs were anyway, the Jedi's ship had to have passed through there, and that's where the eflux trail leading them to him would start strongest.  It turned to Raj'el.:

"Master?  We have a lock on a stop point for the enemy vessel.  Dispatch scout units to track target?"
"Deploy HK units one and two, capture subroutines.  If he's dead, your new armor for the Miytils."

:YVH Jedi Hunter-Killer unit one and HK-51 Assassination unit two departed the hanger in six Miytil snubfighters.  It wouldn't take them long to find the jedi.  They find the efflux trail of the Lightspeed, and the Capital ship it had been docked in.  Unit two follows the capital ship, the YVH Jedi Killers follow the Lightspeed.:

(Jodo, If we can't find you, then the RP dies.  Gotta be able to track you.  So either let me tell you where you are, pick a spot, or randomly combust.  No offense.  And now the YV's and Hks are after you.  By default, if you land, they have you.)

"He can hear us huh?" Solus said, getting a childish idea and yelled a few choice Mandalorian phrases.

"Hope he heard those. They were pretty bad." She dusted her hands off, switching back to her normal, cranky self. "Yeah, I can reattach your arm, but I'll need a medical facility. The tools I have on me aren't enough."

(Once everyone get's to the bridge, he can assign quarters, grant access to the medical and armory facilities, and whatnot.  The security controls are on the bridge...)

"Can we stop at the armory?" said Talos.

(dude...i heard you because i was meditating. oh, and my armor is gone. i tossed it out of the airlock. and why don't you just move on to your fighting and drinking? i had my fun, introducing my character, go have yours. I'm going into exile for a while, to train some more. Don't kill my crew or destroy my ship, now! I cut off that dude's arm and i'll finish the job from miles away! Seriously, just leave me in peace. or, go on a wild goose chase and fight and drink in your ships, savvy? it was fun. see ya!)

(You suck. alot, by doing this your killing the RPG)

(so............what now?)

(but apparently we cant find him, cause when we do, hell dissapear, claiming it to be some realy obscure force power. or he can kill us all because apparently he is 'the chosen one' or somthing like that.)

(dude, do you know who were talking about?)

(when it was getting good, eh? i'm sorry, but for the last 3 pages, all i can see is you guys deciding who you're riding with! sorry for interrupting the "good times"... and what the heck is "Mary Sue"?!? i don't mean to look like a jerk, but i walked by you guys and almost died! so, SORRY if i've offended you in any way! we wouldn't want that, now, would we?!? in case you can't tell, if i was actually talking to you, i'd be yelling and extremely sarcastic!!!!! geez...)

we didnt say you were a jerk. we just said YOUR A HORRILBLE ROLE PLAYER AND NO ONE CAN AVOID A POINT-BLANK SHOT TO THE FACE!